Xia Bihan stood in front of the mirror, her hands roaming over her skin, and instead of feeling burning as before, she felt cold.

Yes, this is not my husband's hand, so naturally it will not be ignited.

Putting on her pajamas, she ran to the kitchen and put on her apron.

Aunt Zhen began to make a fuss again: Oh, what are you doing, madam, I'm ready for dinner.

Xia Bihan was full of smiles: Aunt Zhen, you are still so loud. Don't make a fuss, my husband didn't come back yesterday, and we haven't eaten our birthday cake yet, so we'll make up for it when he comes back today! I went to a cake shop to learn it, and my cakes are very, very good!

Aunt Zhen looked at her with a smile, she liked this gentle lady in her heart, she had been in the white house for decades, which hostess was not arrogant and did not take her subordinates in her eyes.

This is the benefit of Cinderella, we are so happy to be subordinates!

"Okay, madam, I'm lucky this time, then I'll clean up first, and remember to call me if you have anything."

Without Aunt Zhen's loud voice, the huge room was suddenly quiet and made people feel panicked.

Xia Bihan wanted to ignore them automatically like she had done every time she heard some rumors, or get busy and forget about them.

Aside from anything else, although Bai Yueming is limited and arrogant, a little domineering, and a bit of a rich boy's style, he is not bad with her, giving gifts on holidays, having a party on birthdays, usually taking her out on a trip, as long as it is not a special matter, he will always go home to accompany him.

Bai Yueming once said that Xia Bihan's skin is transparent, which makes people unbearable to touch. Xia Bihan is still a little embarrassed, after a few years of marriage, she still can't even get rid of her conservative character, and she still doesn't dare to turn on the lights or open her eyes in the night of married life.

Bai Yueming said that he had picked up a treasure, and he was always the same as a little girl.

Xia Bihan always smiled shyly. Bai Yueming was very helpless: It turns out that when I met you, you weren't quite able to twitter, and the older you were, the less you talked.

Flour, baking powder, milk, milk powder, eggs, sugar, vinegar, chocolate ..... the ingredients are pretty much the same, grab the tools, and let's go.

Heat the milk first, then separate the egg yolk and egg white, oh what about the egg white separator? Why didn't you see it? Make a cake base, add sugar, add butter, flour, flavors....what to do next? She thought about it as she did.

When the door opened, Bai Yueming held the key in his hand and stood still, with a sweet smell coming from the skin, it should be Xia Bihan pouring something to eat again. Since she got married, he didn't let her go to work and become a housewife at home, she became obsessed with cooking, and fortunately the things she made would not eat the dead.

No, it should be said that it has been very good recently, and it has been done well, especially cakes and dumplings, one Chinese and one Western, which are actually much better.

Xia Bihan walked out of the kitchen with the cake and put it on the dining table, and when she looked up at the person who had just walked in at the door, her heart beat hard.

Xia Bihan is very unproductive, she thinks that she has liked this man for more than ten years, and she has been married for a long time, but whenever she sees him walking towards her with that somewhat ruffian face, she still can't help her heartbeat, and she thinks about the little girl she just fell in love with.

Today's Bai Yueming is wearing a regular suit, and he wants to be the general manager of his father's real estate company, so naturally he will not put on those nonsensical clothes that he wears after work.

"Cake?"

"Well, you're back, go wash and eat!!"

He slowly walked to the dining table, stood in front of Xia Bihan, and stretched out his hand to hug her.

Xia Bihan suddenly turned around, "Ah, there is another one, it's almost paste." ”

Bai Yueming hugged the air, a little unhappy, and while pulling his tie, he walked towards the bedroom, he wanted to take a shower as soon as possible, so that Xia Xiaoxue's fox spirit made her whole body smell weird.

Xia Bihan endured the disgusting urge in her heart and walked into the kitchen, the fragrance and smell that Xia Xiaoxue liked had not changed, but she didn't like it very much.

There are also purple kiss marks leaking out of Bai Yueming's neck without a tie, declaring war on Xia Bihan.

Bai Yueming took a bath and was about to shave, in the huge mirror, he was stunned with a bath towel around his waist, not to mention the scratches on his body and the kiss marks on his neck, he could be sure that Xia Bihan saw it.

Damn Xia Xiaoxue, damn woman,!!

Shit!!! Bai Yue angrily dropped the thing in his hand.

He thought of Xia Bihan's calm face just now.

Why didn't she chase after her husband and ask who the woman was like she had caught her husband stealing from his wife?

Isn't he important to her at all? She doesn't care if she has other women??!!

Bai Yueming took out the purple golden butterfly and put it in front of Xia Bihan.

"See if you like it?"

"Sent to me?"

Two people sit facing each other on the cake. At the candlelight dinner, Xia Bihan's face was even fairer and moving.

Bai Yueming felt a sense of happiness arise spontaneously. He only felt happy when he was with Xia Bihan, he didn't even remember when he was like this, or from knowing her? It's just that I slowly felt it after I got married.

And in his young life, he just wanted to cause trouble, get the attention of his parents in exchange for attention.

I never regretted marrying her, although my family was so opposed.

He smiled and raised his glass: "Happy birthday to you." ”

Xia Bihan couldn't laugh.

The purple butterflies are flamboyant and gorgeous, and the purple diamonds attach a soul to this ornament like a fairy.

It's a beautiful corsage.

But she didn't think she would ever get a chance to wear it. She gently returned the valuable box to Bai Yueming's side: "This butterfly is beautiful, but I don't want it." Bai Yueming, let's talk. ”

Bai Yueming was awakened by her melancholy voice: she actually said no, birthday gifts, isn't she so happy every time she gives it to her? Every year's birthday, she is even a little more enthusiastic than usual.

Did you see the kiss marks and let him go??!!

I can't say what it feels like, a little bit of happiness to be valued, and a little bit of trepidation to be questioned by her.